I want to gain a certain kind of liberty. I want to live off the land. I want to know the independence of growing my own food. I want to build my house out of what grows on my property. I want to throw off the bonds of the Internet, electricity, telephones, and modern hoopla, and live a genuine, slow life. I want to hold my work in the grip of my hand and stand on my labors with my own two feet. I want to see the fruits of my labors in the light of my eyes, and sweat and bleed for my work. I want to feel the sun, the wind, the bite of the winter cold. I want to ache at the end of each day, and sleep sweetly in my straw bed. I want bugs in my home, because my house isn’t an inorganic air tight Tupperware container. I want to find mushrooms in the woods, hunt wild deer, and sing loudly like no one is listening. I want to eat home grown grain because I can’t afford hamburger. I want a very special kind of liberty.
I want liberty from any weakness, any cheap sense of entitlement, any obsession with money, and any rat race. Keep your promotions; keep your AngularJS, your JQuery, your city, your noise, your iPhones, your useless, life sucking stuff. Give me the good stuff. Give me the fresh air, the solitude, the beggar’s lice, the snakes in my three foot grass. Yes, keep your lawns, keep your five bedroom houses, keep your birth control! Keep it all!
For the time being, I don’t enjoy this particular kind of liberty. I am a computer developer, and a budding writer living in the suburbs of St. Louis. In contrast to the liberty I desire to gain, I have to ask the county government if I can wire a new switch in an electrical circuit in my own house; I have to ask the government if I can install a new hot water heater, or if I can build a new deck on my own property. As it is, even though I have the “right” to own chickens (in my part of the county), I don’t have the right to sell their surplus eggs.
This blog is the first step in my quest for liberty. Do I hate the Internet? Yes. Do I intend to realize my dream and ditch the Internet someday? Yes, but ironically, the first step I’m taking toward that dream is directly into the blogo-sphere. My first step is to become a writer, and to transfer my main source of income from the downtown highrise to the invisible, ubiquitous Internet. I hope that once I can make a suitable living with nothing more than a cheap laptop and an Internet connection, I and my family will be able to transition into homesteading life on a lifeline no more cumbersome than 60 watts plus wifi.
Furthermore, I intend to write about my progress over the next several years as I approach this goal, and blog about my experiments, my finances, my home debt, my career, and what I learn along the way. Someday, I hope to leave the Internet for good, but I hope I can leave behind a trail of breadcrumbs, so as to empower any followers of my journey to take their own first, second, third steps into the same dream, and the same pursuit of liberty. I intend to gain liberty from the Internet through the Internet. Follow me.